Dragon Garden vs Albert

"Damn it."

"You think you're so great just because you're smart?"

"Who do you think you're looking down on?"

"Back in middle school, I was the boss of my class too. I didn't want to bother with you, but now you're acting all high and mighty?"

"If you want to be the leader, you'd better ask my fists first."

Insulted as a loser, Ishizaki flew into a rage, rushing toward the podium in three strides.

Aside from a few girls who let out screams, the others showed almost no reaction, silently retreating to the edges of the classroom to watch the show.

I don't know how the school handled the assignments.

There seem to be an unusually high number of delinquents in this class; has fighting and brawling already become something they're used to?

Watching Ishizaki's incoming punch.

Dragon Garden dodged to the side, then countered with a knee strike that landed on Ishizaki's abdomen before he could react.

The intense impact immediately left Ishizaki limp on the floor, clutching his stomach and curling up like a shrimp, dry-heaving.

Suddenly, he sensed a dark shadow attacking from the side.

Dragon Garden, who had just been about to grab Ishizaki's hair, instinctively stepped back twice.

Coming into view was a burly Black man with bulging muscles and dark sunglasses on his face.

He retracted his punching stance and turned to look at Dragon Garden.

In a deep, thick voice, he said.

"You-are-bad-boy!"

"Are you next? I've been keeping an eye on you. I remember your name is Albert, right? Who else? Come at me together and let you losers understand what a gap in strength really means~"

Dragon Garden sneered.

Without a hint of fear, he charged at Albert.

However.

Bang!

Dragon Garden slammed a punch into Albert's chest, as if hitting a slab of iron.

The gap in their strength was vast.

This blow, was enough to make Dragon Garden realize the difference.

Even if Albert stood perfectly still, it would be difficult for Dragon Garden's fists to cause him any injury.

"So hard..."

"..."

Albert, having taken the blow head-on, showed no change in expression. He placed his dark hands gently on Dragon Garden's shoulders and said in a soft, deep voice:

"Classmate, violence... is not good. Let's get along well from now on, shall we?"

"Moron."

Dragon Garden sneered.

Yet, Albert's dark hands were like two iron pincers, leaving him unable to move.

Without a second thought, Dragon Garden delivered another knee strike.

However.

The next second.

Dragon Garden felt a sharp pain in his cheek, his vision went black, his head spun, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the floor.

"Hoo..."

Dragon Garden shook his head.

His cold, snake-like eyes stared fixedly at Albert, who was walking toward Ishizaki.

The gap was not just a little bit large.

Without thinking, Dragon Garden got up and sprinted, aiming for Albert's back.

A kick.

Albert stumbled, and just as he turned his head, he took another punch to the cheek.

"bad-boy!"

A flash of anger crossed Albert's dark face.

Bang.

One punch.

A fist the size of a sandbag slammed into Ryuen's abdomen; it was as if he had been struck by a car, and he collapsed to the ground, curling his body into a ball.

Seeing this, a flicker of reluctance flashed across Albert's face.

"Do you understand the gap between us now? If you dare to make another move, I won't be so polite."

"Cough, cough... Heh, Albert, you are indeed strong!"

Ryuen clutched his abdomen and coughed lightly, his snake-like eyes glancing sideways at the giant man before him.

A chilling smile spread across his face.

"But so what?"

"Victory in strength isn't just about violence; it's also about the intensity of one's spirit."

"You might win today, but what about the future?"

"When you're in the dormitory, when you're taking a dump, I will be watching you from every direction. In the end, the only one who will win is me."

"..."

Albert's expression remained unreadable behind his sunglasses.

However, looking at Ryuen Kakeru like this, Ishizaki, who had finally regained his senses, thought of a man as venomous as a snake. He stood up, clutching his stomach, and asked tentatively:

"What is your name?"

"Ryuen."

The corners of Ryuen's mouth curled up slightly.

"As I thought..."

Ishizaki's pupils shrank to pinpricks. "You are Ryuen Kakeru?"

"What? He's Ryuen?"

"It seems so, that's what it says on his name tag."

"My god, how did we end up in the same class as him? This is absolutely terrible."

"What? So many of you know him? Is he that famous?"

The boys below were suddenly thrown into a panic.

Several boys looked at Ryuen on the ground, their eyes flashing with a hint of wariness.

After some explanations from the others.

Kaneda and the rest finally understood.

Many of them had attended the same school district as Ryuen during middle school, and Ryuen was the very person who had ruled over that district, which was why so many recognized him.

Even though his physique and martial prowess weren't considered outstanding, Ryuen always managed to win in the end!

Relying on his snake-like, tenacious spirit, even those stronger than him would eventually succumb to his violence.

Class leaders like Ishizaki were nothing more than the lowest of the low among Ryuen's underlings.

Upon learning of Ryuen's history.

Many of them were no longer as resistant as they had been at the start.

Following such a strong individual might actually be more beneficial for them.

"You can say whatever you want."

Only Albert remained skeptical, though he didn't enjoy violence, he muttered dully:

"Wanting to be the boss is your freedom, but you are not allowed to bully your classmates anymore. Otherwise, next time, I really won't be polite."

Saying this.

Albert turned and walked toward Ishizaki, wanting to check on the other boy's injuries.

That's right.

Up until this moment.

Albert hadn't used his full strength at all; he had only been trying his best to stop Ryuen.

He naturally didn't believe Ryuen's words.

Anyone can talk tough, but whether they can actually back it up is another matter entirely.

However.

The next second.

Ryuen's eyes narrowed, and he delivered a sweeping kick to Albert's ankle.

"Hiss..."

Attacked at his weak point.

A look of pain finally flashed across Albert's face, and he instinctively crouched down to check his injury.

Ryuen naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. With a ruthless look in his eyes, he drove his knee into Albert's temple from the side, slamming the giant to the ground.

Immediately.

Dragon Garden flipped over and pinned Albert beneath him.

Elbow strikes and punches rained down on the black man like a violent storm, but this guy was even more durable than he had imagined.

What a pity.

Dragon Garden's physical constitution was truly lacking.

Aside from the two blows to the ankle and temple, these attacks meant nothing to Albert.

"FUCK!"

Albert surged to his feet.

His pitch-black hands, like iron pincers, clamped onto Dragon Garden's waist and threw him directly away.

Bang.

Flying backward, Dragon Garden smashed through two desks. He had barely managed to stand up when a sharp pain erupted in his abdomen; his eyes widened, and his entire body curled up like a shrimp.

"bad-boy."

Albert retracted his fist.

Clearly.

He was getting serious this time.

Having lost his support, Dragon Garden collapsed onto the floor. This time, he didn't even have the strength to prop himself up, and it would likely take quite some time for him to recover.

"That last hit was a lesson for you. If you dare to make a move again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Leaving those words behind.

Albert turned and walked toward Ishizaki, but after only two steps, he instinctively looked back.

He was somewhat worried that Dragon Garden might launch another sneak attack.

At the back of the classroom.

Prince Ganlongdao shook his head to himself.

People are just like that.

They instinctively feel fear from pain, and those who can overcome this are few and far between.

Albert was clearly already feeling some fear, worried about a sneak attack from Dragon Garden.

Furthermore.

He was too gentle by nature.

Being stuck to by a persistent pest like Dragon Garden, it was only a matter of time before he yielded.

However.

As a hired muscle, Albert was still qualified.

"Watch out behind you!"

Just then, Ishizaki hurriedly called out a warning.

Albert instinctively looked back, only to see Dragon Garden clutching his stomach, standing unsteadily in place, his eyes still cold.

Clearly.

Dragon Garden no longer had the ability to fight back in the short term.

Yet, Dragon Garden still walked step by step toward Albert, sneering as he met the other man's gaze.

"Heh, Albert, you're afraid. If you don't dare to make a move, you can let me catch my breath. Three minutes, then we start the next round."

"..."

Cold sweat beaded on Albert's forehead, and his palms clenched and unclenched.

He wanted to strike.

But he was also worried about whether he might kill the current Dragon Garden.

Only at this moment.

Did Albert finally realize.

The terrifying nature of the man before him.

Dragon Garden would truly stare him down endlessly until he submitted; this was Dragon Garden's way of fighting.

Clatter!

Just then.

The sound of something hitting the floor rang out.

In the silent classroom, the sound was extremely jarring.

Dragon Garden and the others instinctively looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that the book covering Prince Ganlongdao, who was sitting in the back row by the window, had fallen to the ground.

A man with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes, his face as fair as polished jade, came into everyone's view.

It made the eyes of many girls light up.

They had originally thought this class was full of nothing but nerds and delinquents, so they hadn't expected to see such a handsome guy!

They had struck gold!

Right under the gaze of the crowd, Prince Ganlongdao slowly opened his eyes.